The magical sights. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] That chandelier on the first level is rarely lit, making me feel I’ve somehow strayed into a palace in decline. The Delhi Walla is inside Pragati Maidan Metro station, where sometimes I head upstairs to catch a train to Noida. But today I'm here here for a unique visual delight — peering at the cityscape through huge openings that are like giant windows without panes. What I spy are the immense greens of New Delhi, with high rises such as the PWD headquarters jutting out — a reminder that our ancient national capital can be starkly modern with not a dome in sight. And then, there are those railway tracks running along this landscape. Here